CHAPTER I.
"What are you going to do with yourself this evening, Alfred ?" said Mr.
Royal to his companion, as they issued from his counting-house in New Orleans.

"Perhaps I ought to apologize for not calling you Mr.King, considering the shortness of our acquaintance; but your father and I were like brothers in our youth, and you resemble him so much, I can hardly realize that you are not he himself, and I still a young man.
It used to be a joke with us that we must be cousins, since he was a King and I was of the Royal family.

So excuse me if I say to you, as I used to say to him.

What are you going to do with yourself, Cousin Alfred ?" "I thank you for the friendly familiarity," rejoined the young man.
"It is pleasant to know that I remind you so strongly of my good father.

My most earnest wish is to resemble him in character as much as I am said to resemble him in person.